Bella is staring at me. She wants to play. It's 3:20 am. Jeez.
So, I let her out in the yard. Apparently play wasn't her only objective. She softly barked at a cat or some other small animal there, but not at the 2 homeless men rifling noisily through the garbage cans in the alley.
A little spooked this evening. Returning from our walk at 2:10 am, I heard a single loud pop. Turning to look behind us, I saw a pedestrian crossing our street, half a block away, and not coming our way. Which was fine with me.
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